⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅"Thank you," I breathed out as I hugged my father goodbye. "For being so open and easy to talk to." I say and he beams.
"You're still my little girl after all." He gave a quick peck on my forehead.
Before I could reach for the doorknob, the door swings open and I freeze. "Aera," I stood frozen to the ground as I stared right at my sister. Her eyes stay locked onto mine for a second but she doesn't hold my gaze any longer. She barely acknowledges me, simply walking through the door.
"I'll get going." I spoke out before my dad could try and step in.
"You could stay for lunch, if you want." My father suggested and Aera's room door slams shut.
"It's okay, really. Taehyung's picking me up." I said and my father simply nods in response right before bidding me goodbye.
I walk out, expecting to see Taehyung but instead I was greeted by a different brunette. "Jimin?" I question as I walked towards him.
"If it isn't the bridesmaid." He lets out coyly and I cringe at that word. "Too soon?" He sucked his teeth upon seeing my reaction.
"Nope," I shook my head. "Just something that shouldn't be brought up." I say as I look at him. "Ever." I stressed and he raised his hands in surrender with a chuckle.
"Where's Taehyung anyway?" I asked as he walked towards his car.
"He got held up at work, apparently the new guy's still being a pain in the ass." He groaned as he got in the car.
He picked up a bottle of water, unscrewing the cap. "And Taehyung didn't want you driving in your current state." He lets out right before tipping the bottle to his lips, taking a few sips.
"My current state?" I looked to Jimin as I hopped onto the passenger's seat. "Since when were pregnant women not allowed to drive?" I giggled at the thought of Taehyung's thought process as I buckled my seatbelt.
Upon hearing me speak, Jimin chokes, spilling what was left of the water on himself. "What?" He coughed out in exclamation and I flinched.
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The Bridesmaid
FanfictionHis finger traces my skin, his coffee brown eyes staring deep into mine as I feel chills run down my spine. "Taehyung." I call out his name, close to a whisper, afraid that someone might hear us. Why did being with him make me feel so good even tho...